Two hour delay in Miami, and we found ourselves on the island of ST. Thomas headed for Red Hook at about 5 pm. The race for daylight was lost. By 6:30 we said good by to the setting sun and hello to Cruz Bay. Full of nervous anticipation, we hail the first safari taxi. Reports gleaned from the Tradewinds had described 2 hurricanes, 25” of rain during the month of Oct, washed out roads and landslides. (I also need to interject here, the hasty response of public works received glowing reviews in the same reporting.) The 8 Tuff miles from Cruz Bay to Coral Bay were uneventful. Steamy night air and the serenade of the night frogs welcomed us to our island home. Yes, the elephant grasses were the beneficiaries of the rain- towering 10 feet in places. We were sad to bid adieux to a few of our landscape staples, the shallow rooted acacia. Lucky for us I had packed a key chain LED flashlight. We managed all the necessary locks to throw the circuit breakers and disbar all the hurricanes shutters. Our first comments to one another- ‘Isn’t this beautiful!’ All systems are GO.
By 8pm we headed to Skinny Legs for our first burgers in paradise. And by 10 we had hung the mosquito net*, and tumbled into bed in anticipation to a full day of reclaiming our island lives tomorrow.
*we have seen only one mosquito since our arrival